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Sunday, November 16, 2014

Bud Lovers

By: Peejay

Hi! I am Peejay, 20, discreet  and I’m from somewhere in Quezon XD I have been reading stories dito sa KM and i observed na maraming grammar perfectionists dito, so, before i start my story, i would like to say that if you are a effin’ grammar basher, this is not a story you are looking for.. Close this story, and go, read Romeo and Juliet.
Story po ito ng una kong karanasan sa kapwa ko lalake. hindi talaga ako marunong magkwento o sumulat ng story. Immature yung mga pangyayari kasi immature pa din kami nong panahon na yun.
 My story goes this way:
I am first year college when this happened in a not-so-popular school. Bare with me, if i can’t give the whole informations about it.
First day ko sa college, syempre i was born with confidence, so cordial and active na agad ako first day pa lang.. Madali akong nakahanap ng mga friends siguro dahil i look approachable naman e.. Tsaka siguro hindi ako panget XD pero hindi din naman ako gwapo. Sakto lang ika nga nila  5’9” height ko, moreno, medium built, matangos ilong, sabi nila maganda daw mata ko na madalas napagkakamalan na may contact lenses. Yun lang maganda saken off limits na yung iba haha! So, yun na nga walang katapusang pagpapakilala ang nangyari sa first week ng pasok.
May napapansin akong mga mahiyain at mukhang maaangas, at isa dun si Joseph. Ang tingin ko sa kanya noon mayabang, basagulero, at suplado kasi he’s always at the last row ng seats at kung makatingin ay parang naghahamon ng away kaya ayaw ko sa kanya... Pero nag-iba lahat.
Naglalakad ako papunta sa sakayan ng jeep mula sa campus namin tapos may matandang babae na lumapit saken at nagtanong kung may kaklase daw akong Joseph *******. “opo nay, may kaklase nga po ako na ganun ang pangalan” tapos sabi nung matanda apo niya daw yun at bakit gabi na e hindi pa umuuwi.. Sabi ko naman “talaga pong gabi na kami umuwi baka po nahuli lang ng konti”, “pwede bang puntahan mo siya tapos sabihin mo umuwi na?”
Request ng matanda. Nak ng tipaklong naman o sa isip ko.. Pero wala akong nagawa dahil talagang malambot ang puso ko sa oldies siguro dahil lumaki ako sa puder ng grandparents ko. So, i started walking again pabalik sa campus.. Nakasalubong ko naman siya sa gate pag dating ko dun. “pre, hinahanap ka ng lola mo, nag-aalala na yata.” “ ah sige salamat pauwi na din ako e.” Sagot niya. Naglakad na ulit ako papuntang sakayan siguro 4 minutes na lakad yun, kahit na ayaw ko  siyang makasabay  wala akong magagawa kasi iisang way lang yung dadaanan namin. So habang naglalakad may time na nauuna ako at may time na siya naman ang mauuna. Napagmamasdan ko siya habang nauuna siya,5’8” height niya, ang puti niya as in, tapos yung ilong niya sobrang tangos, yung lips niya ang pula parang lips  ng baby .. To sum it all he looks like na may lahing espanyol.
Bigla siyang umimik nung malapit na siya sa bahay nila . “oi salamat, Peejay pangalan mo diba?” Tumango ako. “ahh.. Sige ingat brad..”Sabi niya. “oo, salamat” sabi ko naman.. Narealize ko na hindi naman pala siya maangas, mahiyain lang talaga tsaka man of few words siya.
Simula noon naisipan ko na makipagkaibigan sa kanya. Kinabukasan, uwian na naman ,mag-isa akong naglalakad tapos nakita ko siya na naglalakad din mag-isa. Nilapitan ko siya tapos tinutok ko yung daliri ko sa tagiliran niya sabay sabi: “pre hold-up to. Bigay mo saken baon mo” sabay tawa. Natawa din siya alam na daw niya na nasa likod ako.  Gusto niya daw magtanong tungkol sa mga subjects namin kc naliligaw siya and then yun kwentuhan ng konti hanggang hiningi niya number ko. Sa isip ko. Ha? Para saan? Bakit? May mga tropa akong humingi na din ng number ko pero bakit iba nararamdaman ko? Putcha! Umiiral na naman kabadingan ko! Ayoko ng ganon. Pero binigay ko pa din because i don’t want  to be rude to him and diba nga sabi ko i want him to be my friend.
Nagsimula kami kaming magtexting and we talked about so many things : about school, about life, lovelife, problems and more. He’s the eldest boy sa kanilang magkakapatid kaya sabi niya gusto niya magkaron ng kuya, tapos ako naman youngest boy kaya sabi ko gusto ko ng younger brother. And then, sabi niya “edi kuya na tawag ko sayo.” Natawa ako akala ko nagbibiro siya tapos nagtext siya ulit “pwede po ba, kuya?” Kahit weird pumayag ako. Tinanong ko naman siya “e ano naman itatawag ko sayo?” .. “babybro po kuya. Kung okay lang sayo.” Now this is really weird, napaisip tuloy ako kung tunay nga ba talaga siyang lalake. Naaattract din kaya siya sa same sex? “sige.” Tuwang-tuwa daw siya dahil mararanasan na daw niya magkaron ng kuya. Ako din natutuwa dahil may ganong klase pa pala ng tao ngayon.
Simula non, lagi na kaming magkasama sa school. Sa classroom, tuwing recess, lunch break, minsan pati sa pag-ihi nagpapasabay pa ang mokong. Habang lumilipas ang panahon, lalo kaming nagiging close at may pagkakataon na sobrang sweet niya magtext. Eto sample: “kuya alam mo hindi ko alam ang gagawin ko pag nawala ka saken. Kuya first time ko magkaron ng kaibigan na katulad mo. Sana po habang buhay na tayong magkaibigan. Kuya wag mo akong iiwanan ha.” May problema siya nung mga panahon na yan. Tapos ang pinakamatindi nung nakareceive ako ng “iloveyou kuya” mula sa kanya. Pero di ko pa din binigyan ng ibang meaning yung pinapakita niyang brotherly love.
And then, this event changed it all: ginawa akong candidate ng department namin sa darating na pageant para sa intramurals namin. Sobrang busy ko for the whole week dahil nagpapraktis ng production number and modeling. Kaya hindi kami masyadong nagkakatext o nagkakasama. Naiinis na daw siya kasi lagi akong busy, ewan ko ba parang hindi kapatid yung meron ako e, parang syota na siya kung makaasta pero i try to exlplain it to him naman.
Lalong lumala yung tampo niya saken nung mismong araw ng pageant dahil hindi ko daw siya pinapansin sa backstage, hindi ko na lang inintindi yung mga texts nya dahil busy ako sa pagbibihis ng mga susunod na attire. 1:00 am na natapos yung pageant wala na akong masasakyan pauwi kaya nagtext ako kay Joseph “bro san ka? Pwede ba ako makitulog sa inyo? Gabi na e wala akong masasakyan pauwi.” Halos 30 minutes ako naghintay ng reply niya “sige kuya, punta ka nalang sa bahay daan lang ako 7eleven.”
Dumaan na din ako sa 7eleven dahil nagugutom na ako. Magbabayad na ako sa counter nung nakita ko siya na may kasamang babae, nilapitan nila ako tapos nagtanong. “kuya akala ko punta ka na sa bahay?” “nagutom kasi ako e, tsaka bumili na din ako ng toothbrush” sagot ko naman. “sige kuya una ka na. Hatid ko lang si Al” sabi ko naman, “sige-sige.”
Wala pang 5 minutes ako sa labas ng bahay nila dumating na din siya. Tumingin lang siya sakin at sumenyas na pumasok na daw ako. Kaya daredretso kami sa kwarto niya. Walang imik-imik kinain ko yung binili kong food tapos nagtoothbrush na ko sa banyo niya. Inabutan niya ko ng shorts at sando para daw komportable. Nakakatawa dahil pareho yung binigay niyang short at yung short niyang suot siguro napansin niyang natawa ako kaya sabi niya sinadya niya daw para daw mukha talaga kaming magkapatid. Parang talaga tong lokong to haha! Naiinis ako dahil pakiramdam ko kinikilig ako.. Ganun siguro yung nararamdaman ng mga babae kapag binobola ng mga lalake.
Anyways, so yun na nga and nahiga na ako, buti na lang maluwag yung bed niya kaya comfortable naman ako.. Afterwards, humiga na din sya. Pakiramdaman lang kami, naghihintay kung sino ang magsasalita. Wala akong balak na magsalita dahil sobrang antok na ako dahil 2:00 am na. Kaya pinikit ko na yung mata ko, pero bigla siyang nagsalita.
Siya: kuya?
Ako: oh?
S:hindi ka ba nagseselos kapag may kasama akong ibang kaibigan?
A: (humarap sa kanya) hindi naman bakit?
S: hindi ka nagselos sa kasama ko kanina?
A: hindi nga bakit ba? E Ikaw ba?
S: kuya , sobra akong nagseselos kapag may kasama kang iba lalo na kapag kaclose mo. Kanina habang nasa backstage ka nakita ko girlfriend mo sobrang asikaso din sayo. Naiinggit ako kuya kasi gusto ko ako din tumulong sayo. Natatakot ako ngayon na nanalo ka jan sa pageant na yan baka lalong dumami yung kahati ko sa oras mo.
Ako: hehe! Baliw ka ba? Kahit dumami kaibigan ko, ikaw lang bestfriend ko kaya umayos ka. Sapakin kita jan e. (medyo nawiweirdan na ako kaya tumalikod na ako sa kanya.)
Pero mas lalo palang weird ang mangyayari. Niyakap niya ako mula sa likod ko, grabe hindi ako makahinga ng maayos at honestly speaking tinamaan ako ng libog. Shit, i can feel his hairy legs touching mine. Yung pagkakayakap niya saken sorang higpit. Nararamdaman ko yung hininga niya sa batok ko. Naaamoy ko siya, as if innosence came into a scent. Sobrang libog yung nararamdaman ko pakiramdam ko namumula yung tenga ko. Napapahawak ako sa ano ko ,shit, sobrang tigas.
Nagsalita siya. “Peejay mahal kita.” Sabi ko naman “s-syempre, k-kuya mo ko e.” Putcha! Nanginginig ako!  Humigpit lalo yung yakap niya naramdaman ko na din yung pagkalalake niya sa likod ko na sobrang tigas na din. Idiniin niya sa likod ko yun. Anak ni tarzan naman oh! Mali na to e. Pero kapag tinamaan talaga ng libog nawawala ang katinuan. Idiniin ko din yung likod ko sa kanya and it feels like heaven. Nagsalita siya ulit. “hindi ganon ang ibig kong sabihin, mahal kita higit pa sa kaibigan.. Mahal mo din ba ako??” Hindi na ako nagtanga-tangahan. Alam ko na yung ibig niyang sabihin. Hindi na ako nagsalita. But he used  his force to make me face him. Ang gwapo niya talaga at ang bango. Ako na ang unang gumalaw, hinalikan ko siya ng sobrang marahas na may halong galit at pag-ibig. Hanggang siya naman ang naging agresibo itinulak niya ako gamit ang katawan niya at pumaibabaw sa akin. Mula sa labi hinalikan niya ako pababa sa leeg at pabalik ulit sa labi. Tumigil siya at hinubad niya ang damit niya at sinunod naman niya akong hubaran. Mas malaki ako sa kanya pero pakiramdam ko sobrang hina ko. Itinuloy niya ang paghalik sakin. Pababa sa nipples ko. Shit! Hindi nagawa ng syota ko to saken. Nakakabaliw yung kiliti. Lalong akong nasarapan nang bumaba yung pag –halik siya sa abs ko, nakakakiliti. Ang init ng labi niya. Habang hinahalikan niya ako sa labi ipinasok niya yung kamy niya sa shorts ko. Ibinibaba niya ulit yung paghalik niya kasabay naman ng pagbaba din ng shorts ko. Pagdating nya sa alaga ko tumingin siya saken na parang nagpapalam , tumango ako at isinubo nya ng buong-buo yung titi ko. Kahit na first time ko alam ko na first time niya din dahil katulad nung sa mga nababasa ko sumasayad yung ngipin niya at masakit. Taas baba ang bibig niya sa pagkalalake ko. Hindi ako palamurang tao pero puta! Napapamura ako sa sarap. “oohh. Ahh.. Ang init ng bibig mo bro, ang sarap mo tang-ina mo!” Ilang minuto din siyang nagpiyesta sa tarugo ko.. Siguro nangalay siya kaya umaangat ulit siya at binulungan ako “kuya Peejay pasukin mo ako.” Itinuwad ko siya at ibinaba nagb shorts, dahil basang-basa ng malapot niyang laway ang titi ko hindi na kinailangan ng pampadulas. Unti-unti kong ipinasok .. Habang pumapasok alam kong sobrang sakit yung nararamdaman niya, kinakagat niya yung kamao niya at napapaluha ang mata.. Itinigil ko muna halfway. Tapos yumuko ako para maabot ng labi ko ang tenga niya “kaya mo ba talaga?” Tumango lang siya. Nakipaghalikan ako sa kanya habang unti-unti ko na namang ibinabaon ang kabuuan ng titi ko sa kanya. Nagsimula na akong gumalaw-- labas-pasok.  At habang gumagalaw ako alam kong nasasaktan parin siya kaya panay ang sorry ko tuwing ibinabaon ko ang tarugo ko.. Kinantot ko siya, pabilis ng pabilis “ahh..aahh.ahh ang sikip mo. Sorry. Ahh puta ka. Alam ko masakit to pero gusto mo ahh.. Shit! Ahhh. Puta!” Hanggang sa malapit na akong labasan.. “ahh.. Babybro lalabasan na si kuya.. Ahhh.. Shiitt!! Heto na ako.. ” nagsalsal din siya habang kinakantot ko siya sabay kaming nilabasan .. “ahhh.!!” 
Ibinagsak ko ang katawan ko sa kama and siya tumakbo sa banyo. Naawa ako ng sobra dahil nung paglabas niya sa banyo halatang masakit yung butt hole niya.. Umupo siya sa gilid ng kama at ako naman ay umupo na nakasandal sa headboard ng bed. Lumapit siya sa akin  at niyakap ko siya. Sabi ko “oo Joseph mahal din kita..”.. Nag-angat siya ng ulo at naghalikan ulit kami. “Peejay, first time ko to at natutuwa ako na ikaw ang first ko”  , “ako din. Ikaw din ang first ko.”                                                           Naligo na kami at natulog..
Simula ng pangyayaring yon. Lagi na talaga kaming magkasama sa lahat ng bagay na gawin namin. Minsan naiissue kami sa school tawa lang ang sinasagot namin. Kapag inaasar kami ng mga kaklase ko nag-aact out kami na kunwari sweet tapos tatawa lahat ng kaklase namen.. Wala silang alam na may intimate relationship kami ni Joseph. Siguro may suspetya n sila pero there’s no way na aamin kami.
 Ngayon 3rd year college na kami and never kaming nag-away ng sobra..  Minsan may selos pero isang kindat lang ayos na haha! I am proud to say na one-man man kaming dalawa.  We are our both first and last experience. Hope so XD.
Nakipagbreak ako sa girlfriend ko at sinabi ang tunay na dahilan because she is a trustworthy woman and i don’t want to continously lie to her. She promised me that she will never tell it to others.She said that she will always love me. Nakipagbreak ako not because i don’t love her anymore but because i love her so much that i can let her go, so she can be happier with someone who really desserves her and her love. I know that in some angle i am an asshole ,but who effin’ cares? I love being an asshole anyway.
Readers, you are free to judge me. But the way you judge me reflects of what and who you are. Thank you for reading 

19 comments:

  1. Hello, Kuya Peejay.

    I’m David.

    Maayos ka naman sumulat. Ang importante, hindi ka magulo sumulat. Hindi kalat-kalat ‘yung pagkwento mo. At mukhang hindi imbento. Well, you didn’t seem to have mentioned anything grossly unbelievable. Konting practice pa, gagaling din ‘yang "form" mo, kasi okay na naman ‘yung "content." Among would-be writers, Kuya Peejay, mas mahirap ‘yung “subject” kaysa sa “form.” Form is something we can learn kasi, but it takes INSPIRATION to think of what to write. Only brilliant writers can really afford to just start the Microsoft Word program and type away, and write a literary masterpiece.

    Konting kwento about “inspiration.” Si Mozart daw, effortless kung sumulat ng music n’ya. As in, may papel, may panulat, and classical music was written, tuloy-tuloy. Titigil lang daw s’ya pag tapos na ‘yung music. And he hardly did editing. Unlike si Beethoven. Susulat s’ya, then unsatisfied with the few bars that he wrote, he would crumple the music sheet and throw it away. Ilang beses ganun.

    Others here may start writing you their comments, suggestions, or advises. I hope you were able to read some of the comments written on some of the works submitted in this site. They were … madugo, to put it … benignly. As a writer, it is up to you how you will take it. Remember that nearly everything in life is a matter of perception. As THE writer, it is a matter of YOUR perception of the critique.

    Another story. When he was still a student at UST, the future 1980 Ramon Magsaysay Awardee for Literature and future 2001 Philippine National Artist for Literature, named F. Sionil Jose, was called to the office of one of his English teachers. F. Sionil had asked for this teacher’s comment about something that he wrote. F. Sionil could not conceal his admiration for the Nobel Literature awardee named William Faulkner, because it obviously showed in what F. Sionil wrote that he wanted this teacher to comment on. Apparently, F. Sionil’s style mimicked Faulkner. And this teacher’s comment? “Be a first-rate Jose. Don’t be a second-rate Faulkner.”

    Why this story? Two things.

    If F. Sionil unconsciously still “admired” Faulkner’s style, then it showed in his kilometric sentences! One sentence in the book The Pretenders was actually one paragraph long! Kung meron pang mas mahaba sa compound-complex na sentence, ‘yun na ‘yun. So, Kuya Peejay, I hope you discover the beauty and the need for paragraphs. Hehehehe.

    Second. So how did F. Sionil Jose take his teacher’s critique? Well ... obviously …

    Good luck, Kuya Peejay. I will wait … with bated breath … to read your future literary masterpieces.

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  2. Thank you sir David for such inspiring comment from you.
    i really appreciate it. :)
    next time that i will pass another story here , i will do my best to make it more expressive and organized.
    Regarding about that, i am currently writing my experience with my cousin, nangyari po ito nito lang sembreak..
    again, thank you Sir David. you really do inspired me.
    Godbless.

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    1. Ngek bilib na sana ako kaso what happen to ur 1-man man? tsk tsk naisip ko sana na meron palang 20 yrs old na faithful...kaso hihihi...may tinuhog ding cousin..hehehe

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    2. anonymous, hindi mo kasi alam yung nangyari :) malalaman mo nalang kapag pinasa ko na yung story.. para yun sa mga nagnanasa sa mga pinsan nila. may moral story din kayong matutunan dun, i hope na maipasa ko na agad yun.. medyo busy lang sa school e..
      -peejay

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    3. Okies. ill wait for that.... hehehe...

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  3. With humility, it is written, comes wisdom. But for you, Kuya Peejay, you may get the bonus that comes before wisdom: Learning. Because it is only with humility that anyone can accept that he still has much to learn. And only in accepting this, will he begin to be wise.

    At any point in your life, sana you were able to read a novel, kahit Harry Potter man lang sana. You can learn from there how to write a situation where or when people talk to each other. Meron kasing way kung paano isulat ‘yung ganun.

    The reason why I mentioned William Faulkner in my first comment is because magulo s’yang magsulat. I tried reading his The Sound and the Fury when I was in college sa UST, at hindi ko s’ya naintindihan. Then my Palanca awardee English teacher explained to me that Faulkner wrote from the point of view of a crazy person, kaya magulo ‘yung takbo ng thought. My teacher said that it was a literary style called “stream of consciousness.”

    You are wise to say that you will organize your thoughts so that you will be able to express yourself better sa susunod mong isa-submit. Hindi naman siguro kagaya ng character ni Faulkner ‘yung character sa story mo.

    I hope that you will remember these words of Alexander Pope, Kuya Peejay, on your way to learning:

    A little Learning is a dang'rous Thing;
    Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian Spring:
    There shallow Draughts intoxicate the Brain,
    And drinking largely sobers us again.

    Good luck, Kuya Peejay. I am very impressed that you are … “taking on me,” with so much grace. And because only they who truly wish to learn ... will be taught.


    - D

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    1. i have read the three books of LOTR and yung the Hobbit..sorry po kung medyo hindi maganda yung sa part na may conversation.. don't worry next time i will see to it that it is well-written.. thank you po..
      -peejay

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    2. Hello, Kuya Peejay.

      You are going to be a great writer, I can sense it ... if only because you do not resent taking the path to learning. And you have the kind of humility I see not much of in the comments I read. In your humility, KP, I am humbled.

      F. Sionil Jose said that in one of the seminars he conducted for some students, he noticed that when the students wanted him to review their works, it was more to check their grammar and general knowledge of English. He said that he was under the impression that he was there to comment about the story, about how the plot unfolded, or about the style, AND NOT TO CORRECT THE GRAMMAR. F. Sionil said that it is paramount that writers already have mastery of the language in which that writer chooses to write.

      Imagine, KP, a man who doesn’t know how to play the piano suddenly attempting to play a piano in a party.

      A story. One of my friends related to me his experience when he applied at the UST Conservatory of Music where he played a Chopin piece. The student who came after him was asked to play the piece that this student surely had prepared. This next student said that he didn’t know how to play any musical instrument yet and actually thought that the College of Music will teach him that. Will he sing? He said that he didn’t sing as well. Imagine, KP, the reaction of the panel composed of teachers of the College of Music of UST.

      There had been so much chaos made here about the grammar of some writers. Imagine this, Kuya Peejay. You wrote a story about someone you met in Cebu. He spoke to you in Cebuano, and in trying to make your story believable (this is called local color, by the way), you wrote everything he said to you in the Cebuano dialect. How might the Cebuanos react, who will get to read your story, IF the Cebuano dialect you wrote were all wrong … spelling, grammar, syntax, and all? It is for this reason that I fully understand why the Cebuano writers wrote in English rather than in Tagalog. Actually, the Cebuanos speak better in English than Tagalog. O kaya baliktarin natin. Ikaw na taga-Quezon; what if someone writes na mali ang Tagalog? Dare you say … okay lang ‘yun? Or dare you see the difference between mediocrity and masterpiece?

      The 5th Habit, among the 7, states: Seek first to understand, then to be understood.

      And please forgive me, KP, if I cannot stop myself from … writing you … verbosely.

      I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

      And I’m impressed that you read LOTR. Nabasa ko rin po pati The Silmarillion.

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    3. Hello! Are you from AB Lit? Coz you speak like a lit major! :)

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    4. Unfortunately, I’m not a Lit major. I wish I were. I took up B.S. Psychology in college at UST. I was just very fortunate that I had the best English teachers – at the right time and at the right place, in high school (at San Beda) and in college. The funny thing is that, the highest grade I got in English in college was only 1.75. Funny because I got flats in Physics and Neuroanatomy. Hahahaha. And I did choose my friends well, people who were more intelligent than I am. One of my three best friends graduated cum laude AB English at St. Scholastica’s College. Another friend during my postgrad was a Dean’s Lister AB English from La Salle. And it was probably just the classic case of those who flock together, because all my friends are voracious readers.

      - David

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  4. Nice story. But there's no need to be defensive and apolgetic about what you wrote here. Who cares? It's ur own effin' story anyway! You seem to care too much of what other people may say and think about u - that's a mental suicide!

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  5. I like the story :)
    Ako kaya?
    Kailan mangyayari yung kagaya sa isinulat mo?
    Maayos at malinaw ang pagkasulat.

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  6. hindi naman mahalaga kung gano kapanget o kaganda ang story ang importante eh totoo ung story... :)

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  7. Peejay, I never commented in this site until now. I love this story you shared and I hope to read that next one. I am intrigued and I hope to understand why it happened.
    David, finding your kind in the comments section is like a breath of fresh air. Not minding that you opened yourself to criticism too by commenting, you took your time and gave sound advice in such a way that perhaps only a total asshole will say something bad about what you said and how you said it. (By the way, your Palanca-awardee teacher reminds me of my teacher who knows how to dance Pangalay and make beautiful terrariums.)
    More stories like this and more comments like the ones before mine please. :)
    B

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    1. Thank you, B. Should I say more? Hehehehe. Mukhang ang dami ko na kasing sinabi e. Hehehehe.

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  8. Hi Peejay :) Ang swerte mo kasi nakatagpo ka ng ganyang lalaki dito sa quezon. Kasi alam naman natin parehas na di masyado tanggap ang bisexuals dito :) Pero I wish you the best. Quezonian Here :)

    -PuQue (Purong Quezonian)

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  9. wow i love this story so much,,,ako din gusto ko magsulat kya lng d ako mgling mgkwento but anyway 9yrs n kc ung rel ko mrmi din sana kwento ����

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  10. Go SLSU, we love SLSU! I'm electrical engineering
    student from Quezon. sana mameet kita!. I love your
    story. :)

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